#frank morrison x female reader

[hooman4ever]

So you love cats... Reaction of slashers/ or dbd killers for S/O who have kitty ears and tails, and in fullmoon change to full cat form ?

Contains: SFW, Cat Morph Reader, GN Reader, Fluff

Tysm for the request! 💚💜💚

Danny, Jed Olsen (Ghostface)

•This man loves cats full heartedly so he is more than happy when he spots the fluffy ears and tails you wear. Or at least he thought you were just wearing.

•When he learns that they’re a part of you he will pet them whenever he gets the chance. Sometimes subconsciously his hand will reach for your ears to pet them.

•Danny will be even more obsessed when you turn into a full cat. The man will coo at you constantly while petting you.

•You better be a lap cat because Danny adores holding you in his lap while he pets you. Your purrs are music to his ears and he finds your meows adorable.

•He’ll often talk to you about the cats he had back home. Their mannerisms and their personalities would be something he loved to discuss. A few of his cats back home he was granted photos of by the entity and he’d be sure to show you every one of them.

Evan McMillan (The Trapper)

•Evan was never allowed pets due to his father's strictness. Even the thought of something soft in his son's life was a huge no. For this reason, Evan loved the softness of your ears. He’d gently pet your ears, barely brushing them, scared to damage the softness he loved so much.

•Wrap your tail around him? He’d love it.

•When you fully transform into a cat he was first unsure. He refused to even pet you scared to somehow hurt your tiny form.

•It wouldn’t take much convincing to get the man to pet you though all it takes is one brush against him and he's constantly petting you until you leave his side. The man’s obsessed with the softness of your coat.

•Evan would run the back of his hand over you most of the time to pet you giving you occasional light chin scratches always careful to not hurt you.

Frank Morrison (The Legion)

•Frank is at his heart a dog person. Due to his dislike of cats, he’d hate you at first. “A cat? Who gives a fuck their self-centered asshole.” He’d often say disregarding you all together.

•Once you were together though he’d enjoy playing with your ears loving the softness of your fur. He’d never let you know though so he reserves the times he pets you for when you are asleep. Or at least when he thought you were.

•He’d get you an obnoxious red collar with a huge bell on it to tease you. He’d wave it in your face before laughing saying “C'mon kitty I don’t want anyone to see you and think you were a stray.”

•When you fully transform he won’t treat you much differently. He’d refuse to pet you at all at first calling it weird and don’t even think about climbing on his lap.

•If you managed to get into his lap to nap he’d fold as soon as he noticed finding your cat form adorable.

Anna (The Huntress)

•Anna seeks you out because of your cat ears and tails. She’s both confused and enamored by the fact you're both animal and human.

•She’s obsessed with your ears and tails loving to pet you and curl up with you calling you a “pretty kitty” innocently. When you fully transform she’d constantly hold you walking around with you in her arms. Holding you like a baby is another thing she loves to do.

•She’s crafty so she’d make a cat carrier like a backpack for you if she plans on traveling anywhere while you're a cat. Cat beds would also be made for you along with anything else you’d need.

•Protecting you would be a huge priority for Anna. You wouldn’t get fat without her tagging along beside you. She couldn’t let anyone hurt her precious pet after all.

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[mundoperla]

hi! can i request frank meeting his soulmate in a trial for the first time? ofc survivor soulmate. female preferably! i love your frank sm

fuck you *writes an entire fic of this idea because frank morrison supremacy AND AAAAAA CUTE*

❝ 𝑺𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑬𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓. ❞

Frank Morrison x Fem! Survivor Reader.

— The concept of soulmates never interested Frank, but now that he’s found you under these circumstances you’ve got his full attention.

‼️tws;; brief mentions of violence (srry ur friends get clapped), meg. ‼️

The fire at the center of the camp crackled softly with the only other source of sound coming from the other two lively killers interacting with one another. The Legion keeping to themselves sitting farther from the banter from across the flames.

Everyone was tired, but nobody could sleep. The other three kept themselves on their toes in case it was time for one of their trials, Frank still tried to settle despite the rough conditions the group had been tossed in.

Another killer had left since it was time for their trial, leaving the antsy few to sit down until they came back.

Joey had sat down next to Frank, leaving Julie and Susie to themselves since he had so real interest in the girls’ conversations.

With the masks on Frank could tell the other man had something on his mind, it wasn’t hard to tell.

❝ You’re in pretty deep thought over there man. Barely said a word in like what.. Maybe a day in this realm’s terms? Talk about it. ”

The rest of the Legion was fond of Frank’s bluntness, he didn’t want secrets being held unless they shouldn’t be discussed to begin with.

“ You ever think about what your soulmate is doing ? We don’t know how long we’ve been her or how much longer we’ll still be here. What if we’ve missed out on meeting them already ? Kinda sad when you really think about it..”

Frank didn’t believe in soulmates, nor did he care for the idea. He didn’t need another person, he could be happy on his own.

“ So ? Who cares what a so-called ‘soulmate’ is potentially doing. ”

“ I care! I coulda’ been with em’ long ago, maybe– “

“ HAH! I bet’cha yours is probably a survivor you’ve killed before. ”

“ Man.. “

——————————————————————————————

Frank is running through the corn field trying to catch up to Meg, his legs feel like gelatin and his vision begins to become even more blurred than before.

He’s irritated that his frenzy had to be halted so suddenly, but he physically cannot move a second longer.

Hesitantly he sits between two of the lockers that stood side by side within the shack panting heavily, removing his mask and placing it to his left.

Most of the survivors were horribly injured with one of them already being sacrificed. He could let the last remaining three get a generator done before he gets back up, he wouldn’t take long to get back up again anyways.

“ Hey! You okay over here? ”

He hasn’t heard this voice before, yet there was an odd sense of familiarity in it’s tone.

You were peaking from the front doorway that exposed the fields, not a single scratch on your body. Frank’s eyes scanned you for a moment, discreetly hiding his mask behind him to ensure he didn’t alert you that he was what you needed to avoid.

He’s never even seen you before, however he wants to keep you here for as long as he can. He wants to hear you talk, to watch your look of worry fade into joy when he says something funny, he doesn’t even know your name yet he wishes to stay in your company for an eternity.

“ Oh, M’Fine. What about you ? ”

“ Trying to find everyone else.. I don’t know who’s still standing and who isn’t. Probably not safe to stay in here though, the killer could get us if we stay too long. Can you stand ? ”

You’re considerate. You’ve never met him a day in your life but you look into his eyes with sincerity — your hand reached out to grab his. Frank kicked the mask under a small gathering of hay from where he was sat. He could go undercover just this once.

The way you spoke gave him goosebumps and left and unfamiliar fluttering feeling in his core. Still in such a horrifying situation you were still cracking a joke or two that followed with care whenever he’d so much as stumble on a pebble whilst walking over to where a generator was located.

It felt.. creepy watching you work on generators with his excuse being that he’d ‘keep watch’ in case the killer came so he wouldn’t blow up your progress. Naturally he would’ve killed someone on the spot if he found them repairing like you were doing, but he didn’t want to harm you. Instead you are left unharmed.

Felix limped into the rustic home that sat next to the both of you, Frank had noticed before you.

“ Sit tight for a minute, I think someone’s inside the house. I’ll go in and see if they need any help. ”

You give a nod of understanding and Frank runs inside. He had full intentions of getting rid of your teammate, but he had to do so in a manner that wouldn’t incriminate him.

You could hear the two men screaming from the inside of the home, frozen with fear you didn’t know how to respond. Frank bolted out from the back door and in your direction, grabbing your hand and rushing you over to the tree where the animals were strung.

“ The killer was in there. I got away but he killed the other guy that was in there that I tried to help.. Needed to get you away from there. ”

God lying to you this way made his stomach churn, but he wants to try and remain as close as he can until this all ends. Your brief expression of fear makes his heart ache, would you look at him that way if you found out what what really happening?

All potential what-ifs that had began to plague Frank’s mind were cut off by the sudden sensation of your arms wrapped around his torso.

“ Even though you couldn’t save whoever was there, you still went back for me so that I could be safe.. That’s really cool of you to do. ”

Your words of praise rang through his mind like the sweetest melody, your embrace felt like what could only be described as heavenly. Shyly wrapping his arm around your waist with the other reaching up to place his hand on the back of your head.

A moment of silence had passed, the two of your still standing engulfed in the warmth of one another — this feeling of familiarity that you felt around this unknown man became stronger, hopefully he wouldn’t notice the way your cheeks warmed when he placed the hand that was on your waist onto your face.

You were incredibly stunning, even with your hair disheveled from the running, beads of sweat rolling down your temples because of the heat, your [e/c] eyes still looking deeply into his dark brown ones.

“ Should’ve told you this earlier but my name’s Frank by the way. ”

The two of you let out soft giggles from the late introduction,

“ [y/n]. My name’s [y/n]. ”

“ Pretty name for a pretty girl. ”

You swat at his shoulder causing him to let out a deeper chuckle, your moment of bliss interrupted by the gate beeping next to the both of you.

Frank’s heart sunk, he can’t leave with you. This is where everything crumbles and you’re never going to interact with him again after this.

All he can do is silently watch you pull down on the lever until the exit fully opens, he’s afraid, what does he do? run away? try and follow you out? what does he—

“ [Y/N]! GET AWAY FROM HIM! ”

Fuck. He should have kept chasing Meg at the beginning.

“ What ? Why ? Frank’s with us. ”

“ [y/n] please! He was going to kill me, he already got Felix and Vittorio you need to get away from him! ”

Frank doesn’t say a word nor does he make eye contact with you. His back is still facing Meg, he’s fighting every urge to snap back and kill her right where she is. But instead lets her bolt past him to grab your arm to lead you out the gate you had just opened.

You struggle with her for a moment whilst screaming at her to leave without you to which she hesitantly does. Leaving you with Frank once again.

The brunette still refuses to make eye contact with you, he silently waits for you so shout some kind of obscenity at him out of anger but instead,

“ Y’know if I can come see you after I walk out this gate ? ”

“ Wh- What ? ”

“ Well? ”

“ I- Well um- There’s a path from where the uh.. killers are that leads to where you guys are? We can’t kill ya’ but— “

“ I don’t know that path so swing by, I’ll keep an eye out for you. ”

You give him a smile and a little wave of your pinky and run out through the gate, Frank’s eyes never leaving you until that same familiar fog clouds his vision and disperses to have him back at the campfire.

“ Oh hey— “

“ What do you think about the possibility of your.. ‘soulmate’ being here. In this realm or whatever it is. ”

“ What’s with this sudden interest with soulmates now ? What happened in that trial man? ”

“ Just answer the damn question Joey. ”

Frank can hardly take his friend’s prodding to hear what sparked his sudden interest, bolting up to make his way to where your camp is located so he can see you again.

His mask is on this time, but he’ll take it off just so you can tell it’s him.

He can already see you from the small clearing in the trees looking around for him, to which you spot immediately.

That same beautiful smile on your face as you hop up from your seat to walk to where he was posted.

How much time can he be given now to waste with just you and nobody else.

••• ••• •••

FRANK HAS MESSY BROWN HAIR IDC IM RIGHT RAGHHHHHHH

it’s literally 3am & i got class in the morning but anything for my bbgs who also love frank🤭

[averagehorrorgirl]

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Hi and welcome! I do believe I should introduce myself :) So I'm Cass 21 female ace nerd. I've been writing since 6th grade and use it as a form of therapy and healing. I really struggle accepting people actually like my work so I always have drafts ready to be published but I'm my own worst enemy haha. Anyway stay awhile read some of my work and I hope you stick around :)

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Lost and Found

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TBA

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Picking up the Pieces

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Simple Kindness

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Chains That Bind Us

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I can Treat You Better

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Kissed by Fire

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Friend's till the End

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[peggyao3]

Peggysuave's Masterlist

All of my fics are x AFAB!reader (reads like an ambiguous OC for my Feyd fics), include explicit sexual content, most are fairly dark and explore complex and morally grey relationships, some include dub-con/non-con themes ‼️ I don't take requests.

Finished ✅, Ongoing ���️, Ao3 only 🔺

Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen ✴ Benny Cross ✴ Henry Creel ✴ Ominis Gaunt ✴ Roman Godfrey ✴ Ghostface ✴ Frank Morrison

-> RELIC 🌌

✧Dreams are messages from the deep ✧ A woman from the unknown comes to Feyd in his dreams and his nights become his days as he flees to the dreamscape to escape the nightmares that haunt his waking hours. [Lucid Dreaming, Vulnerable Feyd, Female Rage, 73k] Series Masterlist ✅

-> PREYD 🩸

Feyd calls his pet to his chambers for a monthly feast. [Dub-con, blood/period kink, knife "play", 2.2k] ✅

-> NIGHT CRAWLER 🍼

Feyd-Rautha welcomes a nocturnal visitor in his chambers, who is plagued by the symptoms of her artificially induced condition. [Dub-con, lactation kink, breast feeding, 9.7k] Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 ✅

-> HERE COMES THE SUN 🌞

Feyd-Rautha is the center of attention for an entire planet, but it counts for nothing because his favorite concubine isn't paying attention during the fight. How dare she ruin his birthday? [Jealousy, Mutual Pining, Marriage Proposal, 6.8k] Part 1, Part 2 ✅

-> HOLY SEED 🙏

Feyd so badly wants to plant his seed deep inside his wife's belly. [Breeding Kink without Breeding, Switch Feyd & FMC, 2.5k] ✅

-> THE ART OF EMPATHY 🪴

After the fall of House Harkonnen, an innocent poison flower is planted in their evil heart to teach them the art of empathy. [Bene Gesserit FMC, Soft!Feyd, Redemption, 6.3k] ✅🔺

-> KALEIDOSCOPE ⚔️

In a fight for freedom or death against the na-Baron Feyd-Rautha, his woman figures out how she feels about him. A poor devil wrapped in the skin of a beast. [Gore, Blood for Lube, Mutilation, Public Sex, 2.7k] ✅🔺

-> KINKTOBER 2024 🤤

Feyd-Rautha edition. Based on this prompt list. [Lactation Kink, Somnophilia, Monsterfucking, Fucking Machines... 13k] ✅

-> CROSSFADE 🥪 [Feyd x Reader x Benny Cross]

Benny comes home after a week on the road and has things to make up for, to his brother Feyd-Rautha and their sweetheart. [Threesome - F/MM, filthy & messy, overstimulation, 4k] ✅

-> CARDINAL SIN ✝️

You follow a trail of corpses to the rainbow room and find a bloodied angel. [Blood & Corpses, Fucking in the Rainbow Room, 4.2k] ✅🔺

-> YOU & ME 💑

“There's a second facility…” Dr. Brenner wheezed. “And what's inside of this facility?” “A woman… One woman.” “What is she capable of?” “…Anything.” Henry’s eyes blazed up with fresh hope. Greedy, frantic wicked hope. “I need to have her.” [Stockholm Syndrome, Quantum Physics, 37k] ✅🔺

-> HURTS LIKE A DISEASE 💔

An apathetic sociopath meets an insecure overthinker with anxiety. After an embarrassing incident at the cafeteria of Hawkins Lab, a man named Peter Ballard takes morbid fascination in your displayed insecurities and anxiety, because like him, you don't seem to fit in with the other humans and society. From now on, he wants to study and observe you. Unfortunately, you agree. [Mental Illness, problematic relationship, 55k] ✅🔺

-> LOCKED UP, CAN'T GET YOU OFF MY MIND ⛓️

When Dr. Brenner came to the conclusion that 001’s powers were uncontrollable, he decided to dispose of the useless subject who was proof of his failure as a scientist. Isolated in a cell on the minus third floor of Hawkins Lab, 001 is locked up to rot and be forgotten. You are hired to be his prison guard, his nurse, his orderly, responsible for 001’s health and well-being. The full-time job goes well for many years, until eventually your morals start crumbling away… [Power Imbalance, Forbidden Romance, Switch!Henry, 41k] ✅🔺

-> RUNNING IN THE NIGHT 🌃

You are a master of lucid dreaming, able to create all kinds of wondrous things and go on the most fantastic adventures in your sleep. One night, you receive a mysterious call in your dream. From then on, you find your mind being invaded by an uncanny, clingy, pushy intruder night after night, who tries to convince you that he is not just a product of your imagination, but a real person with telepathic powers. [Lucid Dreaming, Toxic Lovers, Jealousy, 50k] ✅🔺

-> OH, ASHES... 🌪️

On a stormy day, the ashes had whispered to you for the first time. Like shadowy fingertips, their call for help had ghosted over your heart and mind. Now, three years later, you finally fully accepted the quest that had been given to you – To liberate the ashes’ home dimension from the plague that had infested it, by summoning the surprisingly human parasite back to its own birth realm and taking him under your wing. [Burnt!Henry, Modern Setting, Master/Servant, 44k] ✅🔺

-> PEGGY'S PETER PÖRN COLLECTION 📚

A collection of smutty oneshots. Every chapter is a complete story. Porn with plot, porn with no plot, plot with porn, but there is always porn! <3 There will be dark themes, kinky shit, AUs and madness. So, beware! Warnings for each chapter. [Stockholm Syndrome, Sex Toys, Angel!AU... 104k] ✅🔺

-> MILKY EYES 👁️

The unseeing gaze of the mysterious boy named Ominis seems permanently glued on you, and as weeks turn into months, you feel like he begins following you around the castle. Between unease and anger, you feel something else, so you confront him in a deserted hallway after dark. OR: Who the hell is Mark Markson? And what does his cabbage have to do with it? And most importantly, why are you and Ominis clapping cheeks all across Hogwarts? [Strangers to Lovers, Ambiguous Encounters, Dominis, 81k] ✅🔺

-> SAW YOU DANCING FROM ACROSS THE ROOM 💃

You are at a party, minding your own business, when suddenly you're being rudely scolded from behind. It turns out, the host of the party himself is scolding you and you have no idea why. Insulted and confused, you try to avoid him for the rest of the nigth. It doesn't go well. [Extremely dub-con, Dead Dove, Choking, Spanking, 6k] ✅🔺

Please beware, the fics below this point are REAL old and shitty in comparison 😔

-> LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO 🔪

Danny Johnson is your best friend. But little do you know he wanted to be so much more than that from the day he first met you. Eventually you say something that gives him the final straw - He will make you love him back, one way or another. [Dub/Non-Con, Best Friends Trope, Jealousy, 11k] ✅🔺

-> BUNNY ON THE RUN 🐇

You're just an average girl who likes reading smutty fanfictions about dangerous psychos and serial killers and all of sudden you find yourself face to face with a serial killer in real life. Luckily, fanfictions have perfectly prepared you for situations likesuch. [Dub-Con, Knife Play, Anal Sex, Outdoor Sex, 4k] ✅🔺

-> TAKE A DIRTY PICTURE FOR ME 📸

An accidental boob slip gets you into a heated up situation. [Dub-Con, Non-Consensual Voyeurism, Light Bondage, 9.5k] ✅🔺

-> MIRROR MIRROR ON THE WALL 👊

Frank and you are college freshmen and roommates but not only do your personalities clash, you end up getting into heated disputes on a daily basis. One day you come home late and catch him red-handed masturbating. Unfortunately, Karma is a bitch and Frank gets his revenge on you just a little later. [Room Mates, Accidental Voyeurism, Hate Sex, 11.5k] ✅🔺

-> A FRENZIED ENCOUNTER 🏔️

You spawn in a place that you've never been to and encounter a man that you have never seen before. But he is not who you think he is. When he finally gets a hold of you things get more heated up than you ever imagined they could. [Dub-Con, Knife Play, Blowjobs, Playing Chase, 6.3k] ✅🔺

[ghqstfqce]

" Mira mi sonrisa, mira mi alegría, mira que agresiva pt. 02 ".

Summary || Tu nuevo uniforme ha puesto en marcha a Frank, espero que estés lista para las consecuencias.

La primera parte está aquí.

Pairing || Frank Morrison x Cheerleader ! Reader.

Warnings || Frank Morrison. Celos. Posesividad. Sexo. Obscenidad. P en V. Pain kink, algo parecido. Sexo al aire libre. Sexo sin preparación y sin protección. Exhibicionismo, pero no realmente. Sexo vestidos. Creampie. Dios, qué estoy haciendo de mí vida? Frank y Reader son mayores de 18, no me vengan con quejas. Realmente es la primera vez que escribo un os o blurb con pura obscenidad y casi no practico el escribirla, paciencia.

Words || 1k.

El clima era fresco a pesar de ser una noche de verano, el césped se sentía húmedo contra tu rostro y no había nadie alrededor, el único ruido que se podía escuchar era el del golpe de piel contra piel cada que Frank embestía tras de ti, sus gruñidos y tus gemidos que bien podrían ser chillidos de placer, mezclados, llenando el estadio de forma obscena.

Hace horas se había llevado a cabo un partido de fútbol americano, su escuela contra una escuela de ciudades vecinas y por ende, el equipo de porristas tenía que hacer acto de presencia para animar a los alumnos de la institución. Sabías que Frank y La Legión en general odian esta clase de eventos, pero aún así, se presentaban para apoyarte, sin importar las miradas poco amigables que recibieron.

Era básicamente una tradición pasar por comida chatarra después de cada partido y retirarse al albergue de esquí abandonado o a la casa de Julie para pasar la noche, ganara o perdiera el equipo, ellos celebraban por ti y lo bien que lo hacías animando a una bola de idiotas sin aspiraciones. Solo que esta noche había tomado un giro no tan inesperado.

El uniforme de las porristas había cambiado, las faldas eran más cortas, abrazaban con más fuerza los muslos de las chicas y los tops cortos más ceñidos al cuerpo, todo en el dejando ver si llevaban algo más bajo la ropa. No habías dicho nada de dicho cambio, sabiendo como podría ser Frank, un idiota posesivo quien proclamaba ser el único que podía ver y a la par un idiota pervertido que no dudaría en volverse algo coqueto y manitas sobre ti. Pero lo último que esperabas es que te follara en medio del estadio escolar.

Te había hecho esperar recargados sobre el capo de su coche, viendo cómo todos los presentes se retiraron del lugar, mandando a las chicas y a Joey de regreso a casa de Julie o a donde quisieran ir, no dio explicaciones, pero la mirada en su rostro, sus pupilas dilatadas y el fuerte agarre sobre tu cadera, pegando tu cuerpo al suyo, era lo único que necesitaban para saber qué sucedía.

Y cuando las instalaciones quedaron vacías, no dudo en arrastrarte de regreso al estadio pequeño, entrando sin problemas. Ni siquiera se molestó en desvestirte bien o darte una advertencia, tomó tu rostro entre sus manos con fuerza y te atrajo al beso más agresivo que habías recibido en tu vida, aunque sólo habías recibido besos de Frank, eso era algo que decir.

No fue tierno ni cuidadoso ni amoroso como acostumbrabas. Pero aún así, entre sus lenguas juntándose, la saliva combinandose y las mordidas de posesividad sobre tu labio, aún podías sentir la pasión que vaciaba sobre tu persona. La pelea entre sus lenguas fue una lucha por la dominación y solo él saldría ganando, así tuviera que hacerte sangrar.

Al inicio solo te había besado y ya eras un desastre, labios hinchados y la cavidad entre tus muslos ya húmeda.

Abrazándote tu cadera con uno de sus brazos, te sujeto y llevó su mano libre bajo tu falda, sin molestarse en bajarla, solo rasgó tus shorts e hizo a un lado tu ropa interior. Sabiendo ya el resultado, te encontrabas totalmente empapada y necesitada, solo para él. Podías sentir tus paredes vaginales contrayéndose en la nada al sentir sus dedos burlarse de tu clítoris.

Esperabas que te preparará, pero no, no dudo en darte la vuelta para poder tomar tus brazos para juntarlos detrás de tu espalda y sujetarte de ellos. Tus pies ya se encontraban débiles y temblorosos, así que lo único que te mantenía lejos del suelo era su agarre, cosa que no duró mucho.

Como pudo, logró bajar su pantalón y sus boxers lo suficiente para liberar su miembro y sin previo aviso, haciendo nuevamente aún lado tu ropa interior, te penetro. El estiramiento era doloroso como el infierno, pero nunca habías sido alguien vainilla y ese dolor se sentía maravilloso, como tu interior trataba de adaptarse a la intrusión, no sabiendo si empujarlo fuera o arrastrarlo hasta golpear con tu cuello uterino.

Las embestidas desde un inicio fueron salvajes y descuidadas, Frank sólo estaba tratando de demostrar un punto y lo sabias, no le interesaba tu placer y mucho menos el suyo, le interesaba que supieras a quién pertenecías, quien era el que hacía un desastre de ti y te tenía desesperada por más, apesar de que solo te arrodillara en el suelo con tu rostro contra el césped como si fueran animales, era él y solamente él, no todos esos idiotas mirones de la escuela o la escuela vecina.

Y aunque el placer no era el punto principal en este acto carnal, en algún punto casi llegaron a su clímax, sintieron ese nudo formándose en su estómago y como su miembro palpitaba anhelando correrse y como tus paredes vaginales lo apretaban con fuerza, buscando ese líquido cálido.

Pero no lo tendrías, no aun. Sin cuidado salió de tu interior y con rapidez te empujó y volteo para quedar de espaldas al césped y con tu mirada directamente contra la suya. Sabías que eras un desastres, labios hinchados por los besos al principio y el poco maquillaje corrido al haber estado recargada de cara contra el suelo, pero aún así, en su mirada podías ver lo mucho que disfrutaba de la vista.

Se introdujo en ti sin apartar la mirada, deseaba besarte, pero no lo haría, quería poder verte en ese estado de éxtasis cuando te corrieras sobre su polla. No sé necesito mucho, ya excitados y necesitados, solo hicieron falta pocas embestidas descuidadas y los dos eran un desastre de gemidos y gruñidos mientras sentías tu interior ser llenado de su esencia hasta desbordarse de ti y él sentía su miembro siendo chorreado por tus fluidos.

— Supondré qué te gusta el nuevo uniforme.

No hubo respuesta más allá de un resoplido burlesco y una mirada que te prometía que esta no sería la única ronda de la noche.

[qtipcottonbuds]

𝙒𝙀𝙏 𝙎𝘼𝙉𝘿, 𝙈𝙊𝙎𝙎-𝘽𝙊𝙍𝙉. [WITH LEGION]

so, here is the second version of the request, this time with legion, and you can find ghostface’s part here !!  a little bit altered though, n i think dis couldve been better >:( @demonbitterbite

Submitted request - Can I request a dead by daylight reaction for Jake and Leon where the killer keeps chasing the reader and making suggestive comments. Then when killer has them on their shoulder they slap/hold the readers ass. For the request I’d like it with frank or ghost face if possible but I don’t really mind

warnings ;; flirting, explicit language possibly and embarrassment, possible descriptions of gore etc, and somewhat angst actually ??

by qtipcottonbuds 2022. do not repost.

𝗟𝗘𝗚𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗫 𝗚𝗡!𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥;

Slumped and half-submerged in marshland water with reeds scratching into his calves, the underneath of his fingernails caked with dirt; Leon gradually manages to leverage himself out of the open, instead settling amongst the overgrowth of stalks. 

It wasn’t the most ideal of situations, to say the least. Luckily enough, he hadn’t been hooked yet. 

As Claudette had managed to continually loop and weave around the Grim Pantry for the majority of the realm, aided by the use of tokens enhancing her speed, she was able to give chase. Allowing you and himself to sweep through a total of four generators, working in tandem, aside from when you’d been specifically isolated (whether from you being the potential obsession, Leon wasn’t sure) and hooked. Twice.

The one thing Leon had failed to pick up on, was the obliviousness you were all plagued with - the lack of a heartbeat inducing migraine - the one warning sign gifted by the Entity to allow you some intel on the situation, the whereabouts of the selected killer.

The bliss of ignorance felt more like a curse in disguise, compared to a blessing. And, for only so long, Claudette could give said chase - she’d finally been hooked.

Noticing the faint crunching of dead leaves and footsteps, Leon can only turn his head so much, watching from the corner of his eye to where you lay, your own hands fumbling for some sort of grip on a nearby pallet - to at least hide. But, the brightness of your chosen clothing is stark against thick overgrowth, standing out and it’s only a matter of time as the footsteps draw closer, bypassing his own body and towards your own.

Mask in one gloved hand, Leon can briefly catch sight of the Legion crouching down, swiping the other hand through the black sludge (that could be considered mud of some sort) and smearing the paste-like mixture across your forehead, and dragging the tip of his dirtied finger downwards your nose with a little ‘boop!’.

“Gotta say, babydoll, the view looks real nice from here,” the killer lets out a low whistle, eyeing your limp body, his gaze more clearly focused on your lower half, “gave me a run for my money, that’s for sure.”

Leon watches on as you try to shuffle forwards, face pinched in discomfort and unable to formulate a proper response, the bruising across your lower jaw and temple from the attack prior leaving you sluggish and disorientated. 

(Why were you willingly welcoming the killer into your personal space? Just what was your relationship with him?)

Shit. Willing himself to remain quiet, breath hitching, Leon catches onto the recognizable glint of a maroon coloured token, swaying back and forth, tied to one of the belt hooks on the Legion’s worn jeans. Bracing himself for the inevitable, the all too familiar, unnerving squelches! of a victim being gutted brutally replaying in his head from experiences before, he angles his gaze away, just about to shut his eyes, and then-

The killer closes in once more, hand now instead cupping around your jaw, tilting it so tenderly (a word that felt foreign, so unnatural being associated with such a person), observing the damage, “I know. I know, babydoll. Not the time. Shit. Did a bit of a number on you, didn’t I? I hate this; doing this,” the last part is more of a murmur, bit out hotly, as you’re shifted upwards from your underarms, repositioned and elevated against the pallet.

“Fuh... Fuh-rank.”

“Don’t try to talk, yeah? M’gonna get you to the hatch; I just need you to sit and look pretty f’me for a few. Now, breathe in for me,” aside from the slight rustle of plants, and a few muffled whimpers, Leon, wide-eyed, stares blatantly at the scene.

Hauled over the Legion’s (Frank’s?) shoulder, the bone clearly digging into your stomach, the killer surveys the area, unaware, and paces towards a nearby shack, taking the medkit that was gripped in your hands, into his own.

Letting out a sigh of relief, or fatigue, aware that he was near enough to finishing up his body’s natural regeneration; Leon is reassured, weirdly enough, to know that you’re in safe hands, the way the killer had held you with such affection, it was more than enough of a confirmation. 

Yet, questions could come later, for now, he needed to focus on rescuing Claudette - it was only a matter of time before she’d slip into the death hook.

[slasherbaby]

Frank Morrison Kinky Alphabet!

Super NSFT! Read under the cut ♡

𝓐 is for After-Care

‣ If he’s subbing, Frank’ll act like he doesn’t need after-care. He’ll probably snap at whoever suggests it, baring his teeth like something feral. What he needs is for his anger to be ignored- force him into cuddling, make him drink water, kiss him and tell him he’s a good boy. He’ll fight it at first, but it won’t take long for him to completely melt. If he doesn’t get after-care, he won’t say anything out right, but he’ll feel like shit.

𝓑 is for Bruises

‣ If he’s in a relationship, he’ll wear the bruises he gets like badges of honor. If he’s just hooking up and someone starts to mark his neck, he’ll growl at them to not leave any marks. Not because he cares in particular, it’s more of a way to keep some type of control. Whether or not he’s actually with someone, though, he loves to leave bruises. Especially if he’s roughly sucking love bites into their neck or shoulders.

𝓒 is for Choking

‣ If you ask him to, he’ll choke you. He loves the power rush it gives him, how you’re completely willing to trust and surrender to him- not just your body, but your life as well. He nearly loves it as much as he loves being choked. Partially because of his self-destructive nature, but also because of the lack of control, and the relief that comes with getting it taken away from him. Either way, he’s down.

𝓓 is for Dirty Talk

‣ Frank’s less focused on having a way with words and more focused on having a way with his tongue, if you know what I mean. He swears like a sailor, though, and it only gets enhanced in the bedroom.

𝓔 is for Eating Out

‣ Put this man on his knees, his happy place is between someone’s legs. Just don’t expect to come away without bite marks and bruises on your thighs, cause you’re gonna get them. If you wanna eat him out? He’ll 100% let you, but he’ll definitely be surprised about it. He’s not used to his partners wanting to take care of him, so if you do, just be prepared for him to come in a literal second.

𝓖 is for Gagging

‣ He wouldn’t like being gagged, or being forced to be quiet in general. It’s different if it’s him and his partner being sneaky, where they both have to stifle themselves so they don’t get caught fucking in a place they shouldn’t be. But if it’s just him? No thanks.

𝓗 is for Hair-Pulling

‣ Pulling hair is okay with him, if it’s something his partner is into. If it’s just a hookup, he’ll get snippy if someone tries to pull at his hair. Instead of giving in and letting it happen, it’s the fastest way for him to start a battle for dominance.

𝓚 is for Knife Play

‣ Yes with a capital Y! Whether it’s you using the blade on him, or him using it on you, he loves knife play. One of his favorite things is to ride his partner nice and slow, but still be completely in control. How, you might ask? With his knife up to their throat, of course. Not hard enough to draw blood, just enough to be a warning. If they try to grab his hips and make him move faster, they might even get a little cut as a warning to behave.

𝓛 is for Lingerie

‣ If you wanna get all dressed up for him, that’s cool. He might make a few comments, but don’t expect much of a reaction. It’s not that he’s unappreciative, he just loves your body. That’s not gonna change much just cause you threw on some lace. Frank dressing in lingerie, however, is a completely different story. If you bring it up first, he’ll act super hesitant about it, maybe even throwing an insult or two your way, mocking you for thinking he’d be into it. But eventually he’ll ‘come around’ and agree to it, despite secretly wanting to all along. He’ll get all dolled up for you, most likely wearing it under his regular clothes like a secret, and waiting until you guys are alone before casually showing off his lace panties. If you laugh at him, or don’t have as big of a reaction as he hoped, it’ll be the last time he wears it for you. Frank’s looking for validation that you want him, he wants you to be pleased just by looking at how pretty he made himself for you. Bonus points if you shove him up against a wall and beg to have him right then and there.

𝓜 is for Masks

‣ Oh buddy, you got a mask kink? He’ll fulfill it, no problem. If you also wanna wear a mask? Even better.

𝓝 is for Neko

‣ If you come to him dressed up with little cat ears and a tail, he’ll definitely have a bit of a laugh. He’s not into it, but he is into seeing you act all submissive, so he might just give it a go. If you ask him to dress up like that, he’ll get super flustered. You just might be able to wrangle him into wearing it, but don’t expect him to be super thrilled about it.

𝓟 is for Phone-Sex

‣ He wouldn’t be into it, especially when he could just go over and see you in person.

𝓠 is for Quickie

‣ Most of the sex that Frank’s had has been quickies, so he’s not a ‘I need a bed for sex’ type of guy. Wherever works for him, especially if it's fast and dirty and leaves him limping afterwards.

𝓢 is for Switching

‣ Frank is the biggest switch in the world, but he also has a tiny bit of a preference for bottoming, though it would take him a lot to admit it. Expect him to push you down and ride you until you see stars. He won’t relent until he gets what he wants- you coming so deep inside him he’ll feel it for days. If not that’s not something you’ve talked about doing with him before, he won’t ask for it outright. But if you bring up fucking him, or if you bring up wanting to use a strap on him, he’ll immediately jump at the chance.

𝓣 is for Toys

‣ Besides a vibe, Frank doesn’t have any toys he’d use on a partner. The vibe is little and discreet, something that he can have at his disposal whenever and wherever he wants to fuck his partner. If he can’t make someone come without some help, he has no shame in bringing it out and pressing it up against the person he’s fucking.

𝓥 is for Voyeur

‣ Frank’s more exhibitionistic than voyeuristic. If he’s only allowed to watch, he’ll just get impatient and bratty.

𝓧 is for X-Frame

‣ While sex furniture sounds like it could be fun, Frank doesn’t have a place where he could store it. If tying/being typed up is his partner’s shtick, he’s more than happy to oblige. Just with less ‘proper’ means of doing it.

𝓨 is for Yes Sir

‣ Being called by titles/names in bed isn’t his thing. Especially not ‘daddy’ stuff. If you ask him, he’ll probably just get defensive and make fun of you for asking. Alternatively, Frank loves being complimented. Call him a good boy and you’ll get to see him melt. It’ll spur him on if you tell him how amazing he feels, or how good he’s doing for you.

𝓩 is for Zelophilia

‣ Don’t make him jealous, it will just end up with him feeling like shit and getting angry. If someone flirts with you in front of him, he might even try to throw hands with them. But if you flirt with someone else, he’ll just get angry and insecure before storming out.

[hooman4ever]

‘What Not to Wear In a Trial’ !Slight NSFW! Frank Morrison |The Legion| x GN Reader

Contains: Slut Wear, Perverted Frank

Every now and then the Entity liked to switch it up. Dawning the survivors in new outfits like a child playing with dolls would. It would always happen when a trial started leaving you disoriented for a second. Usually, you would be able to gather yourself quickly ignoring whatever the Entity had decided to doll you up in until the trial was over. Only then were you allowed to truly look at the garments you were 'gifted' your old ones usually folded at the end of your bed in the cabin you slept in.

This time though when you felt yourself coming to, crows cawing in the background, you paused as you looked down your eyes going wide as your brain short-circuited. There you were standing in the middle of a cornfield in nothing but a skimpy skirt and crop top with thigh highs clinging to your legs. You weren't even allowed shoes it seemed as the cold dirt seeped into the pads of your feet only protected by the sheer fabric encasing your legs. "Shit-" you muttered your arms wrapping around your shivering body the cold was eating you alive as you walked through the field looking for a generator. You just wanted this trial to be over with.

Finally, you had found a abandoned gen hidden between a few walls. Couching down you got to work letting your hands slip into the machine before fiddling with the gears. The bottom of your ass was undoubtedly visible and you once again cursed the entity. A gust of cold wind came by forcing your skirt to flutter upward exposing the panties underneath for a second. Pulling your hands out of the machine you flattened the cloth against you as the machine popped loudly exploding in your face.

A low whistle got your attention as your heartbeat began picking up heavy steps sounding near you. "What a view that was." Frank- was walking near you his face obscured by his mask the bloody smile making your stomach churn with disgust. "Oh yeah? Fuck you!" you spat out your voice loud and your middle fingers raised high. Your stance reminds Frank of a hissing kitten fur on end and claws out. The thought made him chuckle.

His eyes wandered up your legs. Despite the mask, you could tell he was looking down from the way his head had tilted. The skirt was riding up bunching up on your legs much to Frank's joy. Giving him the perfect opportunity to ogle you. "So- you get all pretty for me?" he asked his tone mocking as he took a threatening step closer one which you mirrored by backing up. "You wish asshole." in spite of your position you couldn't help but antagonize the killer in front of you. He laughed smiling behind his mask "Oh trust me- right now I'm wishing for a lot more than a look."

You were sure your face was a deep red as heat flooded your cheeks at the bold statement.

"If it were up to me," he took a step closer "You would be down on the ground naked."

A lump formed in your throat. For once you were at a loss for words.

"Awh what happened." he asked your unusual silence obvious to him "Cat got your tongue?" he jeered rushing forward suddenly. You were caught off guard and yelped as you tripped over your feet in your attempt to run.

You were a tangle of limbs on the ground and Frank laughed as he joined you in the dirt pinning you down beneath him. "Looks like I caught me a little whore." he said one of his hands holding you down as the other gripped your leg right above the thigh highs.

His fingers dug into your flesh as he gave a squeeze practically moaning at the feeling of your skin. "It's been too long," he said his voice low as he talked to himself. Just then it hit you how you had been without a partner since you had come to this realm. Not once had you had the time to take care of yourself due to the trials and lack of privacy around the camp. It had been forever or at least that's how it felt to you and Frank at that moment.

All the pent-up feelings hit you hard the pressure of his hand on your leg becoming more and more present with every second that passed.

Frank's hand glided further up dipping beneath your skirt. "Look at that-" Frank said as he cupped your sex through your panties "you're already soaked." That you were, you admitted to yourself begrudgingly as your whole body felt hot. The small amount of clothes you had on feeling much too warm.

"So are you." you shot back not letting him forget of his own need straining against his pants.

"Well," Frank started his hands moving to under his hood unfastening his mask. The wooden thing landed beside your head and you were met with a pair of stunning eyes boring into yours."What should we do about our little problems here?"

The question was suggestive and it didn't take you long to make up your mind on what you would be doing with your problem. You spread your legs giving him the answer the both of you desired. His eyes landed between your legs. His tongue flicked out of his mouth. Running over his lower lip before once again disappearing while he twitched in his pants.

"Why don't you show me."

[shirtlessfelix]

A continuation of the body worship ask with frank & julie (together or separate either is good) but this time they repay the favor to f!survivor reader 👀👀

They love their sweet, funny, lover 😔👌

👀Well, if you say so... teamwork makes the dream work, right? :)

Worship and Praise - 2

974 words | Part 1

Since your last encounter with the Legion, you've been anxious to meet either of them again somewhere for more of that gentle intimacy of theirs that you crave. Images of Frank and Julie have been in the forefront of your thoughts, but you haven't run into them again. The Entity pit you up against Susie one trial, but she wasn't who you were hoping for.

Suddenly, your heart starts to race, and you hear a familiar panting come from behind you. A turn of your head and you're greeted with Julie's bloody mask, and you feel an excitement crop up in the pit of your stomach as you run away towards one of the many houses, and she injures someone else before running after you.

Everything you did with Julie comes back in one giant wave, and you wish you could do it all over again and hear her relaxed and pleased humming for you, but it's a bad idea to let her catch up just because you're lost in your fantasies... somehow, you manage to distract yourself enough that she catches up to you anyway on a Haddonfield staircase, but instead of stabbing you like you expect her to, she tackles you to the ground.

You hear her chuckle under the mask, and your horror turns into a kind of twisted excitement, still holding on to that lingering hope that she'll still want to toy with you like before. "Hey, you," she says teasingly, and you laugh at the feeling of her hands digging into your sides, enjoying the feeling of her again.

And then you hear footsteps beside you, and your heart stops for a moment before you look up to see another Legion mask gazing down at you. Frank. How did he even get into the trial? Maybe Julie snuck him in somehow, but you'd thought that was impossible. You feel exposed on the floor with both of them, and even more so when they bring you to the bed that they made up just for you. This is when their masks come off, and you know they're serious about this.

"It's nice to see you again, beautiful," Frank coos as he kneels down next to you and kisses your cheek, Julie caressing along your bare legs as she bites her lip. "Can I take this off?" His hand slides along your stomach and he flicks at your nipple that shows through the thin fabric of your tank top. You nod feverishly and whisper to him that he better take it off, and he quickly pulls it up over your head and throws it to the corner.

Julie's eyes are fixed on your chest that's partially covered by Frank's hand slowly gliding along your skin and squeezing at your breasts. A tingle comes up between your legs when you feel his tongue just next to your ear. "Don't be shy, Julie," you tell her, already aroused and getting wetter by the second. He smirks and slides her hands higher up your legs until they're under your skirt, lifting the fabric to reveal your panties that aren't covering you for very long.

Still massaging your breasts, Frank makes way with his mouth further down the side of your neck, very slowly kissing and nipping at your skin. Meanwhile, Julie marvels at how wet you are already and rubs her fingers in circles around your lips, watching you relax under both of their touches.

Julie trails kisses from your ankles all the way up to your middle, slipping her tongue out here and there and making you shiver with the cool air on your skin. Somehow, she knows how to press your every button, and where to kiss around your lustful lips to make your toes curl. But she doesn't stay down there for very long; she moves up beside frank and massages your folds while kissing your cheek, trying for your mouth so she can feel your moaning.

Accepting Julie's attempts to kiss you, Frank moves his face down to your breasts, licking over and sucking on your nipple while he caresses your knee and holds it apart so Julie can keep pleasuring you. "You're so pretty," Julie whispers in between kisses. "I'm jealous." You laugh shyly, and kiss her back deeply, and then you feel her fingers sink into you with little warning, but you were so ready for it. You wanted her that badly.

That's when Frank takes Julie's previous position between your legs, and she rubs your arousal over the nipple that Frank's tongue neglected. He wastes no time to flick his tongue quickly over your clit, then plunge it slowly into the rest of you and coax out a moan much louder than you anticipated. You curse into Julie's mouth, eyes and hips rolling, and between Julie's hand and Frank's tongue both slowly speeding up their movements, you aren't sure you'll last much longer.

Muffling your aroused cries into Julie's mouth, you quiver as Frank doesn't slow down and laps in your wetness, and Julie works her hand along your shoulder, still kissing you before she pulls away to neaten your hair and kiss down your neck. When Frank does slow down, he slides his tongue all the way up until your skirt strap stops him, and then he makes his way to your chest again, wanting to squeeze every ounce of satisfaction out of you.

By the time the trial ends, he and Julie are more than pleased with your reaction, and they're both tightly embracing you and relaxing you, letting you recover from that as they whisper compliments into both ears. The fog eventually comes in to take all three of you away, but you return to the camp dazed and exhausted, your secret still safe and the affirmations that they care about you deeply appreciated.

[horrorslashergirl]

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Norman Bates from Psycho

The Creeper from Jeepers Creeper movies

Bo Sinclair/Vincent Sinclair/Lester Sinclair from House of Wax

1986!Pennywise and The New Pennywise from IT movies

The Djinn from Wishmaster movies

The Three Killers from You’re Next 2011 movie

Mark Hoffman/Amanda Young/John Kramer/Logan Nelson from SAW movies

Pinhead from Hellraiser movies

Tiffany Valentine from Bride of Chucky

Jennifer Check from Jennifers’ Body movie

Baby Firefly/Otis B. Driftwood from House of 1000 Corpses/The Devils Reject/3 from Hell

Carrie White from Carrie movies

John from He’s out there 2018

Candyman (Daniel Robitaille) from Candyman movie

Victor Crowley from Hatchet movie series

Chucky Human Form from Childs Play

Yautja from Predator

Xenomorph from Alien

The Legion (Frank Morrison/Joey) from Dead by Daylight

The Trapper (Evan MacMillan) from Dead by Daylight

Ghostface (Jed Olsen/Danny Johnson) from Dead by Daylight

The Wraith (Philip Ojomo) from Dead by Daylight

Jacob Goodnight from See no evil movies

Jack Torrance from The Shinning

Patrick Bateman from American Psycho

The Other from Hell Fest 2018

BONUS!: I also write for my Horror/Slasher Original Characters which you can find into ~Masterlist with my Original Characters~

What I write:

I write SFW and NSFW

I do Headcanons and Reader Inserts

I write Male x Female, but also Male x Male or Female x Female

I can write Threesomes like Male x Female x Male, Male x Male x Male etc.

I can also do something like Slasher x Slasher.

I can do all sorts of stuff like BDSM, Gorish, Non-Con.

When it comes to sexual NSFW all characters must be 18+, no underage.

What I don’t write:

I won’t do Pedophilia stories. Just NO.

Incest also an absolute NO.

Watersports.

What I might or not write, depending on the slasher:

Characters with disabilities/mental illness, mostly because I am not very familiar with them and I don't want to trigger/insult someone that might have them.

Characters with children, mostly because some characters I cannot picture as parents.

COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN! 🎉

[polyghostfacehours]

REQUESTS: CLOSED

It's the year 2021 and I finally watched Scream almost 25 years after it released and whoops now Billy and Stu are my hyperfixation. So I opened this blog to add to the (surprisingly still active) fandom. I also write for some of the other slashers too if you're interested!

WHO I WRITE FOR:

- Poly!Ghostface

- Billy Loomis

- Stu Macher

- Tatum Riley

- Sidney Prescott

- ghostface!Sidney Prescott

- ghostface!Tatum Riley

- poly!reverse!Ghostface

- Danny Johnson/Jed Olsen (DBD Ghostface)

- The Legion (Frank Morrison, Julie Kostenko. I'll do Joey and Susie too, but ONLY SFW for them)

- Jennifer Check

- Amanda Young

- Tim (the Curve)

- Chris (the Curve)

- Poly!4.0 (Tim and Chris)

- Davis Nikki (Slasher OC)

WHAT I WILL WRITE:

- SFW and NSFW (GN, female, and enby reader)

- Headcanons (x reader and just general headcanons)

- Drabbles

- AUs

MY *Randy voice* BIG NO-NO'S:

- P*dophilia

- Scat

- Age Regression ( I know it's not a sexual thing for many who do it, but I just cant, for personal reasons I'm not comfortable disclosing)

- DDLG

- Petplay (e.g puppyplay, ponyplay, kittenplay, etc)

- Incest

- Anything to do with social anxiety or body image.

- Anything related to other specific mental illnesses.

- Readers who are the relative of another slasher or character.

- Supernatural readers (i.e vampire, cryptid, god/godess etc.)

- Anything else I'm either not interested in or refuse to do.

!FAIR WARNING!:

I try to keep the characters as true to themselves as possible (or, at least, the way I see them), so depending on my idea or request I get, some potentially triggering material will be here. I will make sure to mark these posts with the necessary tags and warnings.

I made this blog primarily for myself and my catharsis. It's been awhile since I've had a hyperfixation like this, to the point that I actually want to write. I'm sorry in advance if I don't do stuff that you want.

Lmao yeah so go off I guess. I think that's all that needed to be said? Man, I hate making posts like this. I always feel like I'm forgetting something rip.

[adrenameg]

OMG Could we please get a part two to that last Frank fic? You write him so well 😩❤

of course you may ✨✨ p.s i will once again apologise for how long this took me to write!

thank you!!! and enjoy 💖💖

WARNING: NSFW, CONSENSUAL NON-CON AND SWEARING

Plaything PART 2: Frank Morrison x Female Reader

Dwight screamed as the knife impaled him once again. Frank was tunnelling the poor guy, all because he flashlight blinded him. Mind you, he wasn’t very happy with you either, as you’d been challenging yourself to sabotage as many hooks as possible in the hope the Entity might gift you with something new. You felt bad for doing this to Frankie, but, he’d surely understand once explained.

As Frank picked up Dwight, you ran from your hiding spot towards the nearest hook and started to quickly fumble with the metal that held the hook up. It fell down next to you with a thump and you heard Frank curse under his breath. He turned around and walked towards another hook, Dwights struggling almost becoming too much for him. You followed closely behind, trying to get in front so that you break the next hook. When Dwight saw you running beside the killer, so determined to get him free, it gave him hope and he wiggled even more. It only took a few seconds for Frank to lose his grip on Dwight, the boy falling to the floor as he did so. Dwight quickly jumped to his feet and ran away as fast as he could, whilst you hid behind the nearest tree.

It felt like ages that you were waiting there for Frank to at least find you or look around. You peeked out from behind the tree to see Frank standing completely still. That was odd. Being the curious person you are, you walked up to the killer to see what was going on. If it was anyone else, you would’ve creeped away, but because it was Frank, you were a little worried. As you reached out for his hand, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you into his chest. You screamed out as he put an immense amount of pressure on your wrist. It felt like it would break.

“Run, bunny” He growled into your ear. You could tell he was incredibly pissed off, and that he was most definitely going to kill you when he caught you. As soon as you wripped your arm from his grip, his knife was already deep in your back. You dropped your toolbox from the impact, but had no time to pick it back up. You sprinted away from him, checking over your shoulder to see if he was following. Frank was hot on your heels, he seemed to be running faster than normal and you could only assume that it was your actions encouraging him to move so fast.

After a few pallet drops, window vaults and a stupid mistake of jumping down from a height without practicing balanced landing, you were now on the ground with Frank standing over you. His erratic breathing could be heard and his anger was practically radiating off of him. A movement to your right caught his attention, speeding off in that direction without a second glance. It was a little while before someone came to help you, as Frank was chasing anyone that came near you. He had managed to hook Dwight and get back in time to knock you back onto the floor. This happened a few times, with the person on the hook rotating between the three still standing. Whilst it was good everyone was being altruistic, it also meant no generators were being done. You decided it was your best bet to crawl away from this spot and hope the others could manage to get to you before you bled out. Unfortunately, as you waited for anyone to come and help you, the other three got hooked in quick procession. It wasn’t unusual for trials to go this way at times as it was hard for you all to see your friends in pain.

You dragged yourself down into the basement as fast as you could possibly imagine when you heard the heavy thumping of Franks footsteps against the mud outside the small house you were in. He would never think to look down here, and you had almost bled out, so even if he did find you, you’d hopefully be dead. You laid in one of the corners and turned over onto your back so that you were facing the ceiling. The grunts and groants of pain leaving your mouth were hard to keep quiet and you were sure if Frank actually used his ears then he could find you easily. As you were almost unconscious, you heard creaking wood and you could just about make out Franks figure through your blurry vision.

“There’s my bunny” Frank said sweetly, but you knew better. He waltzed over to where you were laid, and dropped to his knees, one either side of your body. His hands pressed against the floor beside your head and you peered up at his mask. “You’ve been a pain in my ass this entire trial” The anger was evident in his voice and you could tell he was holding himself back from stabbing the shit out of you. “Bending over in front of me and breaking hooks so that I can’t do my fucking job properly” He whacked the tip of his knife into the concrete and the sharp ringing rang straight through your ears. You tried to explain, or to even apologise to him but all that came out of your mouth was a pathetic squeak. “You’re lucky I managed to kill the other three despite your antics” A gurgled cough left your lips and some blood followed suit. “Don’t think I’ll take pity on you because you’re in this state” With that, he reached for the hem of your skirt and bunched the material around your waist. You didn’t protest, not that you could, but you wanted to do this with him, you always did.

He grabbed his knife and you flinched as he brought it near your crotch. He faltered slightly as he observed your reaction, before gently cutting through the material and pulling them off of you. His fingers quickly found your entrance, only pumping for a few seconds before reaching for the zipper on his jeans. He was in no mood to be patient and you knew that was completely your fault. In a few seconds his cock was free and already prodding at your hole. Frank titled his mask toward you as he pushed his way in, as if he was absorbing your every move. Your squeezed your eyes shut tight as your walls ached, stretching to accommodate the intrusion. You couldn’t move or even squirm to show him that he was hurting you, because your body wouldn’t allow it. Frank stayed still for a couple seconds before starting to thrust his hips. You could feel yourself squeezing him tightly as you hadn’t had any time to adjust to his size. Frank however, would enjoy this. It told him you were struggling to take him and of course, that boosted his ego massively. As your body started to stop rejecting his cock, you eventually started to feel some pleasure. Frank spread your legs further apart so that he had better access, causing him to enter you even deeper than before. The groans of pain turned into slutty moans, which only fueled Frank on. He moved even faster if that was possible and you felt yourself nearing your delicate edge. In a few seconds, Frank released inside of you, causing you to reach your own orgasm. He slowed down before pulling out of you and tucking his cock back into his jeans. He reached out and pulled your skirt down so that you was no longer exposed.

You looked up with a sad look in your eyes, but not for the reason Frank thought. You were completely fine with what just happened, you just wished you could touch or hug him, but your body wouldn’t permit it. He sat there staring down at you for a while before he eventually spoke.

“Sorry” He whispered and nestled his head into your neck. His behaviour completely changed as did his grip on you. You willed yourself to move, to touch him back, to show him that you wasn’t rejecting his loving advances. Tears started to fall down your cheeks as your body stayed completely still, the pain almost unbearable. The darkness was creeping in and taking over your senses. “Hey, bunny, don’t cry” He wiped your cheeks before leaning closer to you. The more you stared at his mask the more you wanted it off, and the worst part was, after what just happened and the mood that he was now in, you knew Frank would allow you to take it off. It took all of your energy to force yourself to speak just one word.

“Mask” You managed to breathe out. Frank caressed one of your cheeks and pushed the strands of hair that were stuck to your face behind your ears. Your eyes widened slightly as his fingers trailed from your cheekbones along to your jawline.

“Those eyes get me every fucking time” Frank sighed a little, leaning back on his feet and reaching for his mask. He hesitated before properly grasping the bottom of it. “I guess I owe you this”

When he removed his mask you were in complete awe. Your vision was still relatively blurry, but what you could make out was very appealing to you. Every feature of his face was dark and prominent, but it suited him. His hair was slightly scruffy but that was understandable given the circumstances, and you would bet yours looked the same. He gazed at you with such an intensity with those deep brown eyes that you knew would make anyone fall for him. You tried your best to smile at him to show you appreciated him showing you his best kept secret. You assumed you managed a smile as he grinned back at you before leaning down to place a soft kiss on your lips. He held your face in his hands as he pressed a kiss to your forehead just as you took your final breath.

You both knew now that something had changed between the two of you, and for the better.

[bloody-roses00]

Info + Ask Rules

Hi, hello. So these are my rules for my writing blog. I'm currently open to requests, but please do read the following before doing so. Thank you.

Info:

- This is a dark/yandere content blog. So, the content I post will have dark themes present. That said, I do not condone anything like this in real life.

- Feel free to send requests or thirsts. Just know that it can take a while for me to fulfill them, mainly because of mental health. But I will try to post them in a timely fashion, but it's not always guaranteed.

- Warnings will always be posted up at the top of my posts, so be sure to view them before reading. If I missed a trigger, please let me know! Either by sending an ask or direct messaging, I'll be more than happy to fix it!

- Sometimes I just don't connect with a concept, and while I'm sure your idea is great, I might not have the inspiration to write it.

- I don't write for character x character or OCs. Only character x reader & multiple characters x reader.

- All yandere characters will be aged up to 18+ if not already.

- I tend to write full fics but am open to thirsts, headcanons, scenarios, and suggestions. I do not have plans to do matchups or multi-work fics (though maybe a sequel if I have the inspiration)

Fandoms/Characters I write for:

Boku No Hero Academia

Tomura Shigaraki \ Tenko Shimura

Dabi \ Touya Todoroki

Endeavor | Enji Todoroki

Hawks | Keigo Takami

Katsuki Bakugo

Izuku Midoriya

Dead By Daylight

Ghostface

Micheal Meyers

Frank Morrison

Note: prompt list does not apply to DBD

The Boys

Homelander

The Deep

Marvel

Steve Rogers

Bucky Barnes

Peter Parker

Loki

Quentin Beck

The Devil All The Time

Lee Bodecker

Arvin Russel

What I Write:

NSFW, Noncon, Dubcon, Yandere, Somnophilia, Dacryphilia, Drugging, Abuse, Manipulation, Breeding & Pregnancy, Kidnapping & Captivity, Stepcest - only for BNHA, AUs - only for BNHA (Quirkless, Slasher, Apocalypse, etc.), Stalking & Creepy Behavior, Knifeplay, Monsterfucking, Female Reader, OOC

What I Do Not Write:

Pet Play, Piss, Scat, Vomit, Underage (all characters are 18+), Beastiality, Reader Death, Mindbreak, Male Reader, OCs, Character x Character, Yandere x Yandere, Emergency Requests, or Specific Body Image Issues

Thank you all so much! Hope you enjoy!

[ghqstfqce]

" Mira mi sonrisa, mira mi alegría, mira que agresiva pt. 01 ".

Warnings || Mención de agresiones. Mención de armas. Mención de heridas y sangre. Pero nada es gráfico. Normal AU. Frank puede parecer ooc según su interpretación de él. Reader usa pronombres femeninos. Reader y Frank tienen más +18 años.

La segunda parte esta aquí.

Pairing || Frank Morrison x Cheerleader ! Reader. The Legion & Cheerleader ! Reader.

Summary || Parecías tan distinta a ellos, pero solo eras la misma oscuridad disfrazada.

Words || 568 — Headcanons.

Tú y Frank son estéticamente distintos. Él siempre vistiendo de negro o colores apagados, tú andarías vistiendo colores brillantes y pasteles.

Físicamente, Frank estaba lleno de tatuajes y cicatrices, por peleas, en todo su cuerpo; con un semblante siempre serio. Tú, tu piel estaba limpia de imperfecciones y tendrías en todo momento una sonrisa para todos.

Pero cuando se trataba de personalidades, Frank lo sabía mejor. Estabas tan llena de violencia como él, lista para saltar a la primera provocación.

Claro, la gente podría decir que eras el sol de la escuela y completamente apta para el papel de animadora, pero Frank te conocía en tus momentos más oscuros.

Te había visto gritando improperios y arrojando objetos a tu padre en un momento de ira. Poniendo una navaja contra el cuello de tu hermano cuando tratará de pasarse de manitas. O simplemente consumiendote en el enojo contra alguien.

Sabía que tenías potencial para formar parte de La Legión, los otros tres sabían que sólo necesitaban la palabra de Frank y estabas dentro.

Pero también Frank te veía futuro, algo más que la criminalidad y las oscuras calles de Ormond.

Podía ver que no todas tus sonrisas eran falsas, que no toda tu agradable actitud era un espectáculo que ofrecer y que tus calificaciones llegaban tan alto porque verdaderamente amabas aprender.

Frank no quería arrastrarte a su lado sin retorno, pero Frank era egoísta y él nunca podría dejarte ir, no si no querías irte.

Frank sabía de tu oscuridad, pero también quería de tu brillo. Frank sabía que debía impulsarte a dejarlos, pero también quería guardarte solo para él.

Tendrían citas fuera de la escuela, llevaría el acto de la pareja aburrida si eso significaba no meterte en problemas.

Te llevaría de casa a la escuela sin falta, nunca tendrías que caminar y si él no podía, Joey iría en su lugar.

Te acompañaría de compras, a veces llevando a Julie o Susie. Pero cuando quería tiempo a solas, no dudaría en ir solo él y hacer comentarios, cargar la ropa que vas escogiendo y las bolsas al finalizar.

Te llevaría al destartalado cine de la ciudad y verían la película de trama repetitiva que estuviera en cartelera.

No sabe cocinar para salvar su vida, así que te llevaría a comer al restaurante más decente que ese horrible pueblo tendría que ofrecer. Y él sería todo un caballero.

Pero no siempre se puede mantener una fachada, ¿verdad?

Llegaría a altas horas de la noche al parque de caravanas donde vives y no dudaría en meterse por la ventana de tu habitación en dicho trailer.

Curarias sus heridas, le darías ropa nueva y no dudarías en lavar la ya ensangrentada.

Lo tendrías que sacar de las peleas en las que se metiera y como eras la dulzura del pueblo, nadie se atrevería a hacer un movimiento en contra.

Serías la coartada para todos y cada uno de los chicos de La Legión y si los atraparan, no dudarías en ir a la comisaría a esperar a que los liberarán.

No dudarías en golpear a cualquier persona que hiciera movimientos erróneos contra Susie o Julie. Tampoco disimularías al momento de mandar a Frank y Joey contra alguien que te estuviera molestando.

Al fin y al cabo, ¿quién les creería?

Por fuera eran distintos, pero por dentro, eran todo lo que se necesitaba para complementar la oscura cara de la luna.

< Las solicitudes se encuentran abiertas, no duden en pasarse a pedir algo y leer mis reglas y personajes para quienes escribo. >